Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Barbados and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing KRS-One to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Pulsallama,
Black Flag,
8 Eyed Spy,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
CMW,
Monks,
The Litter,
The Stooges,
Al Stewart,
Neu!,
Agent Orange,
Eve St. Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Pus,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
Khruangbin,
Letta Mbulu,
Marshall Jefferson,
EPMD,
Pagans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dave Gahan,
Sun City Girls,
Davy DMX,
Panda Bear,
The Martian,
The Zeros,
Infiniti,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lower 48,
Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sparks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Sound Behaviour,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.